April Is Not A Kind Month

by allisonkujiraoka

April is not a kind month

It’s a nose to the grindstone kind of month

It’s a how are the kids getting by month

When good days fall down

like cherry petals plastered to the ground

after the rain.

When the sun beams

then remembers itself,

hiding under a cloudy screen,

the weighted blanket of sky.

If we feel it while the trees are green,

what will happen when they’re dry?